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Contents ( 43)
  1. Rain Born
  2. Rain Born
  3. About the Author
  4. Dedication
  5. Copyright Information ©
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38

“Well! Well! It is really you! I thought the fish had chewed your bones by now!” Mart say to Tirad in a mocking tone. Tirad looks at him from head to toe. Mart can’t tell if Tirad is surprised to see his new appearance or he is looking down on him. Whatever his gaze means, it has made him uncomfortable.

“I have nothing to say to you… I already said to the guards I will only speak to the First Disciple!” Tirad says calmly. Mart laughs.

“But he has sent me! Why would he even speak to you! If he were here instead of me, you’d be long dead by now! He’d throw you out into the sea,” Mart says laughing louder. Dalia wants to say something in his reply but Tirad asks her to remain silent.

“I have come! And I will testify to whatever crime you want me to. I am surrendering myself to stop the war… You have no excuse to go on with it now!” Tirad says trying to keep his voice low, not to get too excited. Mart laughs again and stands above him.

“You really think I would stop the war just because you finally found the guts to surrender yourself? Look at you! No one would even believe you’re Tirad, the great Saviour criminal! You look like shit!” Mart says sneering. Tirad turns his face to Dalia and sighs.

“But don’t worry! You will have your public surrender soon enough! And I promise you I will make you look like a criminal that people expect to see… I have to go now! It’s party time!” Mart finishes his word and goes to the booth door. But Tirad stops him.

“I won’t let you do it again in Atlan and other ships…what you did to the healers of Parsana and the refugees of Oxan… I will stop you!” Tirad says with rage.

“And here I thought you had come to give yourself in! Did you change your mind already?” Mart answers him tauntingly.

“You do know well that I have a copy of all your dealings! I know what you did and you’re trying to do! So does Atlan. And soon, the people will know the truth. You may not truly believe in the anger of the sea, but you do fear the anger of the sea people!” Tirad says, but Mart stops him with his hand gesture.

“If you think you are being a hero, let me notify you! You are too late! It’s no use giving yourself in now! Do you know how many Saviour missioners were killed by the sea people, thinking they had caught you? You are solely responsible for their deaths!” Mart shouts at him.

“You started all this, not me! I had my head down, minding my own business! What have you gained by killing so many people? Huh? You think Akhgar would give you anything? It’s all vain promises… They will get rid of you, when they don’t need you anymore. You really think they will have your back?” Tirad answers furiously. Mart walks towards him and points his finger to him with a threatening gesture.